Author's Note: OK, this chapter is really long and kind of wacky. I figured it was time for a little more fun. So don't think I'm crazy. This story is going to be longer than I intended, so bear with me. Also, thank you to everyone who has given me such wondeful reviews!

Disclaimer: All things Harry Potter belong to the wonderful J. K. Rowling. And the songs mentioned in this are obviously not mine as well. Don't sue; I've got nothing to give you.


Months sped by, and Elisabeth was back at Malfoy Manor. It had taken her awhile to feel completely comfortable around Draco again, but nevertheless she had. Everything returned back to normal, and Elisabeth would be "graduating" very soon. Draco wanted to have surprise party for her and reluctantly asked Hermione to help him. He knew that the only people Elisabeth had really come to know were all old Gryffindors, and he doubted they would show up if he sent out the invitations. Hermione had agreed to help him, but only because of Elisabeth, of course. Hermione was still most definitely not a fan of Draco.
The day of the party had arrived, and Elisabeth was upstairs getting ready. As far as she knew, it was just a small dinner with Draco and Hermione, along with Dumbledore to present her diploma and make everything official. That part was true. It was the after dinner celebration that she was in the dark about.
Dinner was very beautiful and elegant. The four sat there chatting away, and Dumbledore discussed the many career options Elisabeth had open to her. At about nine, Dumbeldore rose. "Ah, well I had better be getting back. I'm not as young as I used to be," he said with a chuckle. Draco found it impossible to imagine the ancient man ever being young. Dumbledore congratulated Elisabeth again, bid them all farewell, and apparated. Hermione nervously checked her watch and gave Draco a meaningful look.
"Elisabeth," he began, "perhaps we ought to go change into something a little more casual." Elisabeth gave in a questioning look. Draco smiled. '"I'm afraid I can't tell you."
"Uh.... ok. Jeans all right?" Draco nodded and followed her upstairs. Meanwhile, Hermione changed into the extra set of clothes she had brought and went to make sure everything was ready.

Elisabeth changed into jeans and a form fitting baby tee and followed Draco back downstairs. She had no clue what was going on, but whatever it was had to be suspicious if both Draco and Hermione had cooperated on it. They both stopped at the door to a large sitting room and Draco opened it. "SURPRISE!" yelled a group of people.
Elisabeth was indeed surprised. Everyone crowded around her, congratulating and asking all sorts of questions. It was great to see a lot of them again, even though many she had only met a few times. She stopped to talk with Ron and Harry for a few minutes. Hermione had introduced them all once and they had been wanting to get together again, but it was hard to find time. Harry, though only in his early twenties like herself, worked for the Ministry on many highly classified cases. Ron had gone into business with Fred and George and helped manage their joke shop. He seemed to have a better mind for business matters than the twins did.
"Ah Elisabeth, lovely to see you again. You need to come by the store sometime. We've missed you," said George.
"I'm sorry you two, things have just been kind of crazy lately."
"Yea," Fred agreed. "But Draco can't keep you all to himself, can he?" Elisabeth slapped him playfully. She loved the Weasley's; such a great family. "Where's the rest of all of you?" Elisabeth asked.
"Ahh mum and dad are getting too old to stay up this late," snickered George. "And Percy, Charlie, and Bill are consumed with work," he explained, rolling his eyes. "But they send their congratulations." Elisabeth continued to catch up with all of them when a handsome young man, a few years older than herself, and a familiar young woman arrived. "Hermione," Elisabeth whispered, "who's that with Ginny?" Hermione looked up. "Oh! That's Oliver Wood. He used to be captain of the Gryffindor quidditch team. He plays for the Chudley Cannons now. He and Ginny are dating."
Elisabeth walked over to greet them. "Ginny, glad you could come." They hugged. "Well of course I would come. Congratulations, by the way. Elisabeth, I don't believe you've met my boyfriend, Oliver Wood. Oliver, this is Elisabeth Foster." Elisabeth had never quite got over people calling her by that last name, since she wasn't raised with it. 'Well," he said,"congratulations. Glad to have you back to our world. Heard you're quite talented." Elisabeth blushed. "Thank you," she said with a smile. When everyone else noticed the two were there, they flooded Oliver with questions about quidditch and playing for the Canons. Elisabeth shook her head. "Wizards and quidditch." Hermione chuckled. "It's amazing. I never dreamed those two would date. "Elisabeth agreed. "He looks quite a bit older than she is, how did it happen?"
"Well, a few months ago Hogwarts held a reunion for past Gryffindor quidditch players. Despite being a bit of a celebrity, Oliver came. That's just the way he is, so down to earth. Well, the reunion was for all past Gryffindor players and a date. Ron took his girlfriend at the time, and Harry took Ginny. They were just friends., but Harry didn't have a date and Ginny was dying to go. She's a huge quidditch fan. Anyway, while they were there Ginny met up with Oliver and it seems they just fell in love right there. Odd, really. Ginny's a wild one, not one for commitment but she didn't hesitate a moment with Oliver. An odd pair, they are. Oliver's a lot more reserved and mature. I think they are good for each other, though. He's settled her down a bit, and she's loosened him up."
Everyone was excitedly catching up, but Elisabeth noticed Draco was sulking in a corner by himself. She felt bad. She knew that he was never friends with any of these people, but he invited them into his home for her. "Hermione." Hermione looked up. "Yes?"
"This party needs something to break the ice and I have just the idea. Follow me." The two girls went upstairs to a room that house a lot of Elisabeth's extra belongings. Elisabeth rummaged around before finally finding what she was looking for. 'Wait a minute.... isn't that a-"
"Karaoke machine," Elisabeth finished. Hermione gave her an amused look."Are you forgetting that there's a room full of witches and wizards down there?"
"Oh come on Hermione, it will be fun. You and Harry both know what it is, and I'm sure the Weasley's probably do too since their father is obsessed with muggles. OK, I think we should start with a little performance. Hermione, do you still have any of your old school uniforms?"
"Yes," she said. "But they are at home. Why?" Elisabeth ignored the question. "Just go get two of them and come right back."

A few minutes later, Hermione apparated back, with uniforms in hand. The two girls changed into them, with Hermione as curious as ever. "All right, " said Elisabeth. "These need some alterations." She tied the white oxford shirt to make it a midriff top, and did the same to Hermione. 'Wha-what? What are you- Elisabeth?!"
"Oh hush up. OK these skirts are way too long." She took out her wand and turned them into plaid mini skirts. Hermione looked at their outfits, then the karaoke machine, then the outfits again. "Oh no, I think I know what you are up to. No way... no WAY." Elisabeth smiled mischievously. "Oh shut up Hermione and help me get this thing downstairs."

The two girls started towards the stairs; they had charmed the karaoke machine to follow them. "I can't believe I am doing this," Hermione complained. "What's Ron going to think?"
"Ron?" Elisabeth was suddenly intrigued. "Oh, uh nothing. I don't know why I said that,"Hermione stuttered, her face turning red. Elisabeth smiled. "You like him don't you! You have a crush!"
"SHHH!! Just scream it, will you? And no I don't. He's just a friend."
"Yea, just a friend that you're madly in love with," Elisabeth giggled. "Hermione, you shouldn't lie. You suck at it." Hermione didn't say anything, but her face turned a darker shade of red.
Everyone was still surrounding Oliver, and only Draco noticed the two girls come in with the machine. "What's that?" he asked as they set it up. Elisabeth ignored him. "Ok Hermione. I am just going to turn it on. I know you know the moves and you'd better do them with me or else," she said with a smile.
The familiar opening chords blared and everyone turned their attention to Hermione and Elisabeth, who were performing their little rendition of "Baby One More Time."
"Wicked," was all Ron could say as he looked Hermione up and down.
"Ow ow!! You can hit ME one more time!" Yelled Fred and George. Draco gave them a look that said he wouldn't mind hitting them either.
"Is this a muggle song?" Ron asked Harry. "Yea," he nodded, not taking his eyes off of either of the girls. "I like it," said Ron, who was in the same sort of trance.
Hermione and Elisabeth finished, and the whole room erupted into cheers. "Whoa, where'd you learn THAT Hermione? You have to teach me!" squealed Ginny. "Yea, you DEFINITELY have to teach her that," said Oliver suggestively, and Ginny playfully slapped him on the arm.
Elisabeth was pumped now. She ran back over to the karaoke machine to put on another song. "Yea! Encore!" screamed George.
Elisabeth grabbed the microphone and launched into a rap. "I like big butts and I cannot lie, you other brothers can't deny. When a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist and that round thing in your face you get sprung..." She was too caught up in the song to notice that the room had gone quiet. "Dial 1-800-mixalot and kick them nasty thoughts, Baby got back!" She stopped to see everyone gaping at her. The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. She felt suddenly embarrassed. "Uh.... guess you all aren't ready for that yet." Everyone burst into laughter. Elisabeth put on a few songs by 5ive-she figured since they were British, they would be a little more familiar. Atfer that little shock, she felt they needed something a little more their speed.
"Baby got back?" Draco looked extremely amused. "Well, that was different."
"It's an old American song. I got a little carried away." Draco smiled, then looked her up and down. "Hmm, I should have made you wear something like that to our little tutoring sessions.I know you're finished, but after that little performance I think you need a detention. You've been naughty."
"Uuuugh! Please! Get a room you two!," Ron exclaimed.
"Like you have room to talk, Weasley. They way you were undressing Granger with your eyes, not that there was much left to the imagination..."Draco taunted. Ron turned ten shades of red. "I-I have no idea what you're talking about Malfoy."
"Oh come on! This isn't middle school," Elisabeth sighed, not realizing that neither of them knew what middle school was. "You and Hermione are crazy about each other and it's obvious so why don't you two just start going out?" Ron stared. "She likes me?"
Elisabeth nodded. "Absolutely, but don't tell her I told you. She'd kill me."
The music kept playing while the butterbeer flowed, and after a few songs, everyone was pretty tipsy, especially Draco. Nsync's "Pop" came on and Draco jumped up, excitedly. "Now that is the jam!" he exclaimed. Elisabeth was more than a little shocked. That wasn't exactly something Draco would normally say. Draco ran over and grabbed the microphone. "Sick and tired of hearing all these people talk about. What's the deal with this pop life and when is it gonna fade out?"
"Uh Elisabeth, what in Merlin's name is he DOING?" Hermione asked.
"Um.. well. I taught him this dance a while back when we were just being stupid one day. Apparently he feels the need to perform it." Elisabeth, along with everyone else in the room stood there, completely shocked.
"Feel it when your body starts to rock. And baby you can't stop," Draco sang, doing a series of pelvic thrusts. Still shocked, no one noticed Harry get up and grab the other microphone until he started singing. Everyone gasped.
"Now why you wanna try to classify the type of thing we do? Cause we're just fine doin' what we like, can we say the same for you?"
"This is scarier than the time I got hit in the head with a bludger," said Oliver would with a horrified look on his face." The whole room stood transixed at the horror in front of them. Elisabeth thought she was seriously in the twilight zone.
"Nightmare, this MUST be a nightmare!" groaned Hermione.
"Either that or too much butterbeer. I'm cutting myself off," Oliver said blankly.
Draco chimed back in. "Man, I'm tired of singin'." Both he and Harry broke out in choreography.
"Where'd Harry learn that?" Ron asked. Hermione expressed her fear that the world was coming to an end. Ginny was nearly passed out from laughing so hard. Oliver's horror turned into extreme amusement and he joined Ginny, Hermione, and Elisabeth in laughter. Ron looked as though he would be sick, and Fred and George were taking pictures and discussing what they would do with the blackmail money.
The song ended. Harry and Draco both looked a little angry at everyone for laughing at them.
"Hey Potter, the two of you should form your own boy band," said Oliver Wood in his thick Scottish accent.
"Draco! You are SO cut off! NO more butterbeer for you!" exclaimed Elisabeth. Everyone continued chattering. Apparently no one wanted to follow that act because no one else got up to sing. A few hours later, everyone started winding down and people began to leave until only Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco were left.
"Well that was a great party! Hey, we have to do this again sometime. I've got some time off so look me up, ok Elisabeth? Harry gave Elisabeth and Hermione hugs and patted Ron on the back. "See ya later." Ron nodded, and Harry turned towards Draco. "Um, nice dancing with you." They both laughed nervously and Harry stuck out his hand. Draco shook it, and then Harry apparated, leaving only three of them. "Well, you certainly are a miracle worker. Never thought I would see that!" Hermione marveled to Elisabeth. Ron seemed just as shocked. Draco didn't say anything.
"Well I need to get going. Congratulations again, dear,"Hermione said, hugging Elisabeth. She glanced at Malfoy. "Later."
"Well, uh, I guess I will see you around Hermione," said Ron. They both blushed. "Well," she said,"um, would you maybe like to, um, come an have a cup of coffee? I'm not really tired." Ron agreed. The two bid their farewells and disappeared.
"Hmmm, wonder what they're up to."
"My guess," said Draco mischievously,"is that it has nothing to do with coffee." They both laughed as they walked back to the room where the party had been. With a "swish and flick" of his wand, Draco cleaned the room. He lead Elisabeth over the the fireplace. "Come, sit here. I'll be right back." Elisabeth was curious, but obeyed. Within a few moments he came back holding a small box.
"I wanted to give you something. A little graduation present." He handed her the box. Elisabeth opened it, revealing a gold ring encrusted with diamonds and rubies. "Oh my gosh," she gasped. "It's beautiful. Thank you."
"It was my mother's," he explained. Not her wedding ring, she hated that. I will never forget the time I saw her take off her rings and put lotion on her hands. Afterwards she put her rings back on. When she put her wedding ring on, she looked as if it pained her. But when she put this ring on, she seemed happy. She always loved this ring, and I loved it too. That's why I want you to have it. I know it's not exactly the right type of ring for this but-" He got down on one knee and held out the box. "Elisabeth, will you marry me?"

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Author's note:

DUN DUN DAH! Yea I hate cliffhangers too but I got tired of typing. Sorry. ;-)